not really sure how weddings go so I kinda just winged itthere will also be two parts to this epilogue.
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3 years later
I'm pregnant...
and it was all his fault.
He implanted some thing inside me and now I can't even fit into my wedding dress that cost too much money to not fit into.
Our three nights in Cabo (that I deeply regretted) reminded me of why I was here...on the bathroom floor, about to cry my eyes out.
Sex, chocolate, and more sex...more than what I could have possibly imagined landed me here. The love of my life had the stamina of wolf, he could really go on for hours on end. He ruined me.
I felt the tears coming.
It ripped through my makeup, the mascara rolling down my cheeks into my palms as I sobbed. The pregnancy tests in my hands clattered to the floor while my knees settled up against my chest and my clammy hands found their way around my legs.
I had been sitting here for awhile.
It was my wedding day and I felt sick so I told my bridesmaids I just needed to run to the washroom to fix myself up. It had been the fourth time I'd thrown up this past month and I missed my period.
The presidential suite at the hotel miraculously kept pregnancy test in the bathroom cabinets and when I rummaged through a whole bin full of toiletries and tampons, five tests were laying at the bottom waiting for me patiently.
The three blue strips and two positives gave me all the confirmation I needed.
Park Jimin was a son of the bitch.
That made me cry harder.
I was in marrying a son of a bitch today.
"Y/n," a voice called from the door, "Y/n, sweetie are you alright?"
It was my mother, it had to be.
She knocked again but this time opening the door. Her pink, floral gown slipped through the crack as she rushed towards my crumbled form.
I didn't even realize my bridesmaids were there too. Rose, Minjee, Kaia, Jule, and Seo-yeon crowded me in an instant, concern burning through their eyes as they watched my broken form.